Captured.
1416 Words
Ariel's Pov
Settling into the hotel, everything that had happened from last night to the very moment I ran away from my own wedding came flashing through my mind as I lay on the bed and faced the high ceiling.
Last night's memories haunts me the most.
I had just come back from shopping with my best friend. Her boyfriend called to meet, and she was so quick to dump me for him. I decided to crash at my sister's place and also hand over the little gift I had gotten for her today.
There was a familiar car outside, which I didn't think much of. I knew her passcode, so it wasn't a hassle to go inside.
Upstairs, in her room with the door ajar as if waiting for me, I heard them. The space was too tiny to see, but I sure recognize their voices.
Ryan, my soon to be husband and my sister's. It shouldn't have been suspicious if he was just in the house, but he was up in her bedroom.
My fingers tremble in what I knew was dread as I lean in closer to the door.
"The wedding is tomorrow." Came Ryan's voice.
"What are we going to do now? If anyone finds out-"
"Shh... No one will." He hushes her up. My brows furrowed in confusion, and my mouth hung open as the reality of what was going on refused to sink inside me.
Maybe this wasn't what I was thinking. Maybe they were just having a normal discussion. Just a normal one about my wedding. But why did he hush her up like that? It sounded seductive. I shook my head to get rid of those thoughts.
"Your parents chose her, but I choose you. You're the only person for me, Señorita."
"But still... What we're doing is not right. Sister will be really hurt if she finds out. She really loves you, you know."
"That's why she won't." I heard smooching sounds that lasted for a few seconds. "You're better than her in all aspects."
"Isn't it just because I'm more submissive?"
"Of course not. She might be hot headed, but it's nothing I cannot handle. You on the other hand, you're everything I want."
At this point, I could no longer make any excuses. The reality of what was going on slowly sank into me. My chest clenched in pain, my legs shook, and I knew I shouldn't continue to listen, but I wanted to. I wanted to feel my heart breaking into more pieces.
"Your parents will never approve of us. Why do they treat you like this, Señorita?" He breathed. "You're way more beautiful, way more smarter and sweet. Why do they always give the good things to her? For example me."
There was a chuckle from both of them, and while it was a pleasant time for them, it became the worst memory of my life. I could feel my heart twisting into knots, and then it turned as if someone was hammering a nail into it in a thousand places.
"Break up with her and run away with me, Ryan." Avery suddenly says, and my eyes widen in the silence that follows.
"I can't do that." Ryan finally speaks. "You only have to endure for a year, and we'll get rid of her for good."
R-rid of her? Does this mean... kill me? No, I must be overthinking it.
"Is killing her really necessary?"
There. I wasn't overthinking after all.
I don't hear what they say after. Rage rushes through my veins, as well as the terrifying taste of betrayal from the person I least expected. And yet, I puff out a series of hot air in a pathetic attempt to keep it all in. But it was killing me. Restraining myself from barging in there was taking a whole lot from me.
I was trembling like a fish when Avery’s moan and the sound of their kisses entered my ears.
How long has this been going on for?
What does this mean for me?
I wanted to ask them so many questions. It could've been anyone else, but why my sister, whom I loved so much? We had a good relationship, or maybe it was all in my head.
I would never have thought that Avery was capable of this. As if fu-cking each other wasn't enough. They want me dead after the marriage? Why?
The tears fell without warning, and I clamped down on my mouth so I wouldn't make a sound and alert them.
Even though I wanted to, I couldn't afford to barge in there.
What would happen then? Would they apologize? Or would they feel no shame about it? Would he call off the wedding?
Of course not. We both needed each other. For our families.
The alliance might've looked like it had been formed out of love, but it now looks like I was the only delusional one. So whether he was f*****g my sister or not or making me hurt this much, I could never call off the wedding. Because I knew what that would mean for me and for my family.
I thought I could sacrifice my life and go through with it, but at the alter just now, I realized just how selfish I really am. Mom and Dad would be so disappointed in me, right? I've not only brought shame to them but once again, our names would make the headlines.
I rolled on the bed and then lay on my back again as I continued to stare up at the high ceiling. Then I raised the black card I got from that strange man to my face to stare at it.
Handing out a black card to a stranger so easily... does he trust me too much, or does he have this much money for charity?
No matter how I looked at it, it was strange, but that was not my biggest concern right now.
A shuffle of footsteps outside my door made my ears perk in alert. I looked towards the door, where I could hear the jumbling of keys.
They found me!
My eyes widened and I immediately sprang up to my feet, hauling out the sheets of the bed and quickly tying it to the window. I jumped out just as the door opened, and men in black suits rushed inside. I was on the second floor and jumping down from this height of course would cost me an injury.
I hurt my knees badly, but I didn't wait to nurse the pain. I couldn't.
I went for the run, exiting the hotel's gate and entering the road.
It was already getting dark, and I waved down a vehicle quickly, except that it was the wrong one, and by the time I realized that it was already too late.
The moment I entered, I heard the door lock, and then I turned to the Driver, and yes, he was a familiar face.
Ryan's aid.
Regret instantly fills my eyes.
"f**k it Declan, open the f*****g door!"
"Be calm ma'am, or I might have to release gas."
My mouth dropped open as I stared at him like he was unbelievable. "You will even go that far for him?"
Eyes on the road, he somehow lowers his head as if he was ashamed but of course we both knew he only had one boss.
"I'm sorry, it had to get to this point. The boss is very angry."
"And I hope he dies of it." I chuckle like a maniac, crossing my hands against my chest as I settle in my seat and I stare at him through the front mirror. "You owe me a favor last I remember."
Declan was extremely calm when I said it, and it was as if he was expecting it. "You want me to betray him." It wasn't a question but a statement.
"It won't be betraying him if he doesn't know."
Declan doesn't argue to my surprise. "What do you want me to do?"
"Call my parents and give them my location."
"You think they'll help you? They're extremely mad."
"And I know them better than you do."
Silence passed for a few seconds, and all I heard was Declan's soft whisper.
"You shouldn't have run away, Ariel."
.....
It didn't take too long to arrive at an underground basement, and I shivered, knowing what was awaiting me.
That son of a b***h!
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